>>5967330Then you hear something sliding through the snow right behind you. You jump into a high backflip just in time to see a silhouette riding right under you, a bald child sliding on top of an otter penguin. The child’s looking straight in your eyes, both of you wide-eyed in surprise, you are surprised by his very presence, and he by your agility. It lasts but a moment, and the sliding otter-penguin hits the snow right besides Sokka. The kid slams headfirst into the snow, but quickly stands right back, you see a staff in his hand which he uses to… control the wind to get the snow off of him, then he engages in a stance you’ve never seen before.
You narrow your eyes. “It can’t be.”
“What do you want from these people?” The child says.
“Aang, stop!” the waterbender says. “You have to run away!”
“The Avatar.” You utter in surprise. So surprised you feel your stance slip, but you put it right back down. “You’re just a child? But how?”
“Huh?” The Avatar says, confused. “But you’re just a teenager, why are you here fighting?”
You chuckle. “We’ve come for you. We expected a wizened master of all four elements, but I see we were wrong.” You let the chuckle grow into a laugh. “This is what we were so worried about? A kid with a staff?”
He raises an eyebrow. “Am I really that much younger than you?”
“Nevermind.” You say, getting serious once more. “I’ll finish you and this entire village.”
You fire three bolts at him, then two fire arcs, he spins his staff to create a gust of wind to protect him. The fire flies off all around and you see the villagers running away, some of the fire lands on the igloos, melting bits of them.
The Avatar stops defending himself, instead dodging away, then he raises his hands. “Wait.” He says. “If you take me, will you leave them be?” He looks at the villagers.
Leave them be? What a stupid concept, you’ll make sure they understand what the Fire Nation does to those who support her enemies- Ow. The headache starts again. “Oh come on.” You murmur. You see that your brother is getting up, scratching his head.
>”Fine. We’ll leave them alone if you come with us.”>”Absolutely not. I’m about to teach them manners.”>”I’ll let my brother decide. It’s his hunt,after all.”>Write-in. 